Five days later.
Derek was rushing through the kitchen, setting the breakfast 표, 테이블 when slow footsteps were heard on the stairs. Derek raced to the stairs and tried to help Damon keep his balance. Damon tried to push him away, but was too weak.
“I made breakfast” Derek said.
“Gee, thanks” Damon mumbled sarcastic. He shuffled to the 부엌, 주방 and fell down on a chair. He looked down at the 표, 테이블 and picked up the blood bag. “This is breakfast?” he asked Derek.
“You have to drink it, Damon” Derek insisted. “It’s been five days. 당신 will die if 당신 don’t”
Damon shrugged. “Then I guess I will” he said careless. “Elena’s blood is the last blood I’ve drunk”
“You didn’t drink her blood” Derek exclaimed. How many times did he have to say it? “There were two women in your room. One sounded exactly like Elena, probably the chick I met in that bar on Elena’s birthday, remember?”
Damon frowned. “You mean Katherine?”
“I guess, if that’s her name” Derek said. “And then there was another one with a British accent”
“Rebekah” Damon said. He shook his head confused. “I don’t get it. Where 당신 there?”
“No, but I heard everything” Derek said with big eyes. “Rebekah forced 당신 to watch how Katherine did something to Elena, something painful. And then Katherine compelled Elena to think 당신 attacked her and Rebekah compelled 당신 to think the same. And she compelled 당신 to stop drinking any kinds of blood”
Damon looked at him as if he was gone mad. “That” he said. “is a whole load of crap”
“But it’s the truth” Derek said desperate.
“Sure it is” Damon said hoarse. He rubbed his eyes. “If 당신 don’t mind I’m going to lay on the 침상, 소파 a bit”
He got up difficult and staggered to the sitting room.